A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Here is the new chappie!
Chapter Ten: Mercy
"I… I need to go."
Quinn turned from the fridge she was digging through and looked at Jon silently, "Oh… okay."
Jon gave a short nod and turned, leaving Quinn standing stunned and confused in the kitchen.
Toronto, Canada - present
Quinn stepped out of the car and was greeted by a valet who set about getting her bags from the boot and passing them onto another hotel assistant. The air was chilly that night but Quinn was glad to return to her normal life – back on the road and the next night would see her perform at her first big pay-per-view – Survivor Series!
She had kept quiet online, not snapchatting or posting on Instagram. Not even a tweet or Facebook post since her incident at Smackdown. Shane and Vince wanted Quinn arriving late at night when there was less of a chance of her arrival being blurted online.
Quinn walked inside the hotel foyer, glad to find it was relatively quiet for a Saturday night at eleven pm. Quinn quickly checked in and headed to the elevator. Her gear was being brought up at the same time, only the assistant was travelling in the service elevator.
Quinn bit her lower lip and sighed.
As the elevator arrived on her floor the door opened to reveal Jon and Renee. Renee gave a nod to Quinn who simply tried to mask her look of surprise and pain and stepped out of the elevator, focusing her eyes on the ground. She moved to her door and swiped her card in the lock and shoved it open, locking it open for the assistant with her bags.
Quinn set about turning the lights on and inspected the room as the person arrived with her bags.
"Your bags Miss," he said.
Quinn gave a nod, "Thank you," she walked over and slipped him a tip to which he responded with a nod and left, closing the door behind him.
Quinn sucked in a deep breath and slowly sat down on the end of her bed as the image of Jon and Renee appeared in her mind. She had done and become the one thing she never wanted to be – the other woman.
Three Days Ago – Las Vega, NV
Renee opened the door as Jon walked up the front steps to their house. She stepped to the side and let him walk in with Blue running into the room and jumping excitedly around Jon's feet.
"Hey Blue," greeted Jon kneeling to give the excited dog a pat and cuddle. He finally stood upright and looked at Renee, "Hi."
"Hi. How was the flight?" asked Renee as she and Jon walked through to the living room.
"Yeah, it was alright."
Renee nodded and looked around the room silently. Jon held back a sigh and simply sat down on one of the couches and looked at Renee.
"I guess we do need to talk," she stated.
"Well you did call me saying it was time to talk," replied Jon as his thoughts flickered to the confused face of Quinn when he had made his abrupt departure the day before.
Renee sat down on the seat opposite Jon and let out a deep breath, "I…I want you to just be honest with me," Renee looked up at Jon and licked her lips, "Do you have feelings for Quinn?"
Jon nodded, "I just came from Quinn's place."
Renee stood up abruptly and walked over to the window, crossing her arms, "Did… did you do anything?"
Jon nodded silently, "I am sorry, Renee. You don't deserve this… you deserve so much better."
Renee said nothing as she stared out the window in silence. Jon rubbed his face, feeling like the world's biggest asshole.
"I'll organise a meeting with Shane. We can inform him we have broken up. I'm going to be asked to be drafted to Raw. I will organise for my belongings to be moved back to New York and I will be taking Blue with me," spoke Renee in a monotone, "As for right now, I am going to contact Brie and see if I can stay with her for the next couple of days."
"Renee-" started Jon but Renee cut him off and she shot him a cold look.
"Just don't. You never got over Quinn, did you? You always held onto some sort of hope that she would come back. I was just too blind to see it."
Present – Toronto, Canada
"Wow," said Shane, who had not long arrived back at the hotel from a dinner with his family and had organised for the meeting with Renee and Jon to take place then.
It was the only time he had spare before a hectic day the next day, "Well, I am sorry to hear things have ended between you both. I will see if we can make a swap happen… I will need to speak with my father obviously."
"Thank you," said Renee, as Jon gave a nod in response.
"I trust you both have separate rooms sorted?"
"We do," answered Renee.
Shane nodded and the meeting ended. Renee left quickly with Jon taking his time to exit the small meeting room. It was extremely clear Renee wanted as much space between them as possible and Jon didn't blame her.
Quinn arrived at the stadium early, before any of the other talent or fans arrived. It was the plan to keep her being at Survivor Series under wraps until she appeared that night. Quinn settled into her private dressing room and curled up on the couch with her headphones on to listen to music and a book to read.
It was near two hours later when a knock came at the door and a make-up and hair stylist arrived to help get Quinn ready for her appearance.
"Hey. I'm Kara," introduced the young woman with pretty auburn hair and brown eyes, "I've been sent to help get you ready."
Quinn smiled, "Great."
As Kara worked on Quinn's make up they discussed the night ahead and excitement at hosting Survivor Series in Toronto. Kara was from Toronto, so she was extra excited.
"Are you just employed for the night or regularly?" asked Quinn.
"I'm with Raw's make-up team."
"Oh nice."
"Yeah, it's good. But it's nice to work my magic on different canvases… like you. You have a gorgeous complexion, you know? And your hair is just naturally beautiful."
Quinn snorted, "Thanks for saying that, but I am positive the other women are much prettier. I'm so plain in comparison."
Kara stepped back and looked at Quinn with a frown, "You're not bullshitting me, are you? You seriously don't see how pretty you are."
Quinn gave an awkward shrug and Kara sighed.
"Oh honey. You need to believe it. Before I met you, I had heard about how gorgeous you are and how jealous the other women are of you."
Quinn said nothing and Kara finished working on her makeup and getting her hair to the Harley style, with added black and red checked bows. As Kara left another knock came at the door. Quinn frowned and walked over and opened it a crack to reveal Nick.
"Hi," he said quietly, "Can we talk?"
Quinn sighed and stepped back to let him in. She turned and looked at him, keeping her arms crossed as she waited for him to speak.
"Look… I just want to see how you are… when we last saw each other, things were intense."
Quinn frowned, "You could have contacted me at any time to talk to me."
"Yeah I know… I was a dick."
Quinn said nothing in response and simply rolled her eyes.
"I'm guessing this is where we decide to just be friends."
"That would be best," said Quinn with a nod as she looked at Nick, "I'm not really wanting anything more than friendship now."
Nick smiled and nodded, "I'll see you around."
Quinn smiled in response and Nick left, leaving Quinn to finish getting dressed.
It was an hour and a half into Survivor Series. Jon hadn't seen any sign of Quinn and was getting both concerned and confused. He had seen her at the hotel the night before and didn't understand why they would make Quinn come all this way if she wasn't going to appear at the show in some form. Jon walked towards the guerrilla area, watching as the Smackdown's Women's Championship match was underway between Naomi and Nikki Bella. He leaned on the wall, adjusting the tape on his hands. Suddenly a door to his left opened and Quinn stepped out dressed in her Harley gear with bows in her hair. Her makeup was subtle, showing the world she was a true natural beauty – his natural beauty of a woman. She glanced directly at Jon and turned away, walking across to the curtain dividing the corridor from the guerrilla and stepping through it. Jon sighed and focused his attention on the women's match, curious as to what they had in mind for Harley.
The crowd at Survivor Series let out a huge roar of excitement as the sound of Harley's music began to play around the stadium. It was the simple dinging noises but when the echo of 'I need a gangsta' sounded they were on their feet cheering.
Harley walked to the centre of the entrance stage dressed in her black, tight shorts and a red and black coloured shirt with her slogan across the front and rips up the sides, with the sleeves cut off and her black and red boots. Naomi and Nikki paused in their match as Harley simply paced back and forth before smirking and twirling before she began to skip her way down the ramp.
"I can't believe she is here!" yelled JBL, "I thought Harley would be gone for a long, long time!"
Harley came to a halt at the ramp and looked up at the ring. Nikki and Naomi looked from each other, down to Harley.
Suddenly the sound of Natalya's theme ripped through the stadium and she came running down the ramp at full speed.
Harley turned around and dodged an attack from Natalya. Natalya stumbled forward and hit the ring. She turned back to face Harley but Harley met her with a high kick to the side of the head. Natalya fell backwards and was fully slammed into the side of the ring when Harley speared her. Natalya crumpled down to the ground, with Harley looking up at Nikki Bella.
"I think Harley feels she wasn't given the proper chance to prove herself," stated Byron, "Her injury was the only reason she couldn't finish the Triple Threat Match she was in."
Naomi quickly grabbed Nikki and the two began beating at each other, both glancing at Harley, who circled around the ring, her eyes never leaving Nikki.
Naomi forced Nikki to tumble out of the ring, with Nikki landing on the ground in front of Harley. Harley stepped forward and crouched down next to Nikki, a predatory look in her eyes.
"I don't like the look of this. Nikki needs to get moving fast!" shouted JBL.
Nikki slowly sat up but slid back with a start when she saw how close Harley was. Naomi jumped out of the ring and looked at Harley who simply smirked at her and stood up, stepping backwards. Naomi marched towards Nikki, who quickly struck out with a hard slap. Naomi stumbled back with Nikki using it as her opportunity to attack Naomi and gain the upper hand. They two women were soon back in the ring as Natalya began to stir from where she laid. Harley marched around the ring and grabbed Natalya by the hair and set her up for a DDT, hitting the move with ease and precision. Natalya laid still as Harley glared at her.
In the ring the match had come to an end with Nikki picking up the win over Naomi. As Nikki's theme hit and she was handed the belt, Harley slid in and tackled Nikki, laying into her with a flurry of hits. Harley was pulled off by the referee but she shoved him away and looked back at Nikki before yelling for a microphone.
One was quickly given to her as she stood over Nikki.
"You didn't beat me Nikki," said Harley, "Oh no, no, no. Our battle is far from over."
Quinn walked backstage with a smile. She turned as a happy yell and saw Saraya hurrying towards her, engulfing her in a massive hug.
"You rocked it!" cried Saraya, "This so calls for celebration drinks! The hotel bar will be open. What do you say?"
Quinn grinned and linked arms with Saraya, "Sounds good."
"Ooh, can I join?" came the voice of Nikki.
Quinn and Saraya turned and grinned at Nikki.
"The more the merrier," said Quinn, "It's been quite a while since I have had a night of fun."
"Quinn!"
Quinn gasped and spun around to see both Joe and Colby standing a bit down the corridor. A huge smile broke out on her face as she unlinked her arm from Saraya and ran to her two friends. She was engulfed in a hug by Colby first who squeezed her tightly. Quinn laughed as she blinked back tears of happiness.
"Oh my gosh!" cried Quinn happily stepping back from Colby to be hugged by Joe, "It's so great to see you both."
"It has been way too long," said Colby as Joe released Quinn from his hug with her, "You look fantastic and your appearance is trending on Twitter."
Quinn chuckled, "I see some things haven't changed Mr All About WWE."
Joe chuckled as Colby rolled his eyes in amusement, "Look at that, you can manage to still pin him in one."
The trio laughed and continued chatting.
"We need to get ready for our match," said Joe in annoyance.
"Well hey, we are having drinks at the hotel tonight. You should join us. It could be like old times," offered Quinn grimacing a little as she continued, "And you can invite Jon. I promise it won't be awkward. Just friends having fun."
"I wouldn't miss it," said Colby with a fond smile to Quinn.
"See you soon baby girl," added Joe.
Quinn checked over her reflection. She was wearing black, slim fit jeans, simple black flats and a white fitted, long sleeved top with a knitted, sleeveless, burgundy coloured vest over top. Her hair was loose and curled and her face was make up free except for a layer of clear lip gloss.
She left her hotel room and stepped into the elevator, relieved to find it empty. She slipped her room card into her black pocket, zipping it closed and let out small giggle. For once she was feeling free and light. Her appearance at Survivor Series had gone off without a hitch. It had trended on Twitter, with many saying the side seen of Harley was what the women's division needed.
Quinn exited the elevator and walked over to the bar, surprised to hear music playing and already a bunch of the WWE talent were milling about the bar. Quinn spotted Saraya sitting at a table with Nikki and Trinity. Quinn hurried over with Saraya grinning happily.
"I took the liberty of ordering you a simple, delicious, with the perfect head – beer," said Saraya.
"Ah, you know the way to my heart!" replied Quinn with a grin.
"You're a beer girl?" said Nikki, "No wonder you and Saraya get along."
"These two caused so much trouble in FCW," said Trinity, "Remember when you hung Danielle's gear from the roof?"
Both Quinn and Saraya burst into laughter as along with Trinity, they recounted the events leading to the hanging of gear from the roof.
"She totally deserved it!" agreed Nikki, looking around the bar, "Oh my gosh, Nattie so needs to hear this! She would love to have this over Danielle!"
Quinn sculled the rest of her beer and jumped in surprise as another was placed before her. She looked up and grinned at Colby and Joe.
"Right on time!" boasted Colby.
"Dancing time!" yelled Saraya as Bruno Mars 24K Magic started playing.
Saraya grabbed Quinn by the hands and pulled her arm, moving away from the table and making her spin in a circle. Joe, Colby, Nikki and Trinity laughed as Quinn let out a squeal. Quinn made Saraya do the same before they both began to move in time with the music and sing along to the lyrics.
"Move! Girls, whatcha tryin to do!"
Saraya held her hands up to Quinn making her stop dancing as she attempted to pull some fancy booty bopping dance move. It earned a round of cheers from other WWE talent as they circled around them.
"Are you forgetting my childhood stories?" asked Quinn, looking at Saraya in amusement.
"Well show me your stuff!" yelled Saraya with a grin.
Quinn began moving with the beat before she spun and dropped in time, rolling her body and legs to bring herself back up to her feet without using her hands. It earned a cheer from the spectators as Saraya bowed in a mocking manner.
"I concede defeat!" she cried with a laugh.
Quinn dropped a curtsey before scurrying back to her table. She grabbed her beer and looked at Joe in mortification, "That woman always brings the things in me I thought I'd forgotten."
"It was pretty wicked."
Quinn coughed and looked towards the end of the table to see Jon sitting there, "Thanks."
Jon shrugged and Quinn looked away, sculling her beer.
"Oh I need a refill!"
Jon watched as Quinn jumped up to get another drink.
"So much for no awkwardness," commented Colby as he looked from Quinn to Jon.
"Wait," said Nikki with wide eyes, "So you and Quinn is all true?"
Jon grimaced and nodded, "It's nothing scandalous."
"From what Renee has told Brie and Brie has told me… it's juicy."
Jon scowled in annoyance and stood up and left the table, heading for the nearest exit to the garden off the bar. He walked out and kicked the nearest pebble and let out a frustrated sigh only to hear someone cursing behind him. He spun around to see Quinn trying to make a getaway back into the bar. Jon ran forward and grabbed Quinn by her arm and pulled her towards him.
"We need to talk."
"I don't think we do. Your choice was clear last night," retorted Quinn harshly as she struggled to pull her arm from Jon's grip.
"What you saw wasn't what you thought."
"Just like us fucking the other day?"
"You really think that's all I saw it as? You think I wanted to leave?" snapped Jon as he managed to move both him and Quinn to a private area of the garden, "Fucking hell, Quinn! I fucking love you! Get it? I LOVE YOU!"
"What was I meant to think? You just left with a simple goodbye – if you could even call it that… and then I hear nothing from you," said Quinn fighting her tears away, "I rock up here and practically the first thing I see is you in the elevator with Renee. How do you think that looked?"
Jon sighed, seeing Quinn's point, "I had to leave because I needed to talk to Renee… she knows I love you, Quinn… that I never got over losing you… or just over you in general. No one could compare to you. I tried to forget you. I tried every legal option to forget you… moving to Las Vegas… drinking myself blind whenever I could… travelling as much as possible… nothing has ever worked. The other day… being with you again was like coming home," confessed Jon, his grip loosening on Quinn as he stared into her eyes, "Kissing you… touching you… being with you. It was perfection. You are perfection to me, Quinn."
Quinn swallowed a lump in her throat and took a step back, "Renee-"
"We are over. Completely."
Quinn looked at Jon silently, biting at her lower lip, "I-I don't know what to think… I-I need-"
Jon suddenly stepped forward and pulled Quinn towards him, his lips pressing against hers in an intoxicating, heated kiss. Quinn automatically responded, her body pressed against his in a perfect fit. Her fingers tangled in his hair as his cupped the side of her face and pressed her lower body against his.
"I fucking need you," whispered Jon breathlessly.
Quinn stumbled backwards looking confused, "I… I need to think… I just need too-" she didn't finish her sentence as she slipped from Jon's hold and ran back to the hotel.
Quinn made her way to the elevator and pressed the button, turning when she heard her name being called. She turned to see Renee marching towards her.
"I should hate you. I really should," said Renee coldly, "But I pity you… and I think that is worse than hate."
"Okay," frowned Quinn, spotting Jon leaving the bar.
"I learnt something interesting tonight. You see there is a reason WWE let you back. Did you know that your sister contacted Jon?" said Renee coolly.
"What?" said Quinn, her heart thudding in her chest as Jon walked closer, frowning as he looked between Quinn and Renee.
"Yeah. She begged him to speak to Vince about giving you another chance and Jon, being the man still hopelessly in love with you, did. Your success is tied to his contract. You fail and not only do you lose your role with WWE… so does Jon. He needs you to succeed… or you both can say goodbye to WWE."
Quinn looked from Renee to Jon who was looking at Renee as if he wanted to make her disappear, "Is it true?"
"I… Quinn-" started Jon.
"Answer me!" cried Quinn as Saraya, Joe and Colby came hurrying over, while Renee slinked away, stumbling mid step.
"It is."
A/N: Boom. Another bomb dropped on Quinn. Can she move past this revelation? Review to find out!